I can say without a doubt that I dread writing this. A post from a friend, never heard the song, but I love these lyrics.
Alkaline Trio songs. It comes from Dante's Divine Comedy.
There is a term in psychology, "learned helplessness" where they did mean experiments to dogs where they were shocked, no matter what they did. The dogs even after the shocks were gone, couldn't function properly..they had been trained to fear. This was used as a basis for a lot of human therapy for many years. They have proved now that a certain small percentage can get past the conditioning and move on. There is no way to tell who or which one will succeed, or if they will. I have hopes.
If you beat a dog on a regular basis, it learns fear, which can turn into terror or hatred. If you beat a dog some days and praise/love it on others it learns fear and confusion. The poor dog doesn't know how to react. This applies to humans as well. It is used as a tactic in human psychology as well, think of POW's. I sigh here..this all makes me so sad. Thttp://www.facebook.com/StarOurHope this link makes me sadder.
The people who did this to this poor dog were not only morons, but torturers..beyond sick in the head. It is even sadder that there are more out there.
This is Jack, my current black puppy. He is a shelter dog, a Chihuahua/ Manchester terrier mix. He was a birthday present for my daughter. For 30 dollars we got him at 3 months old, neutered and with shots, with a follow-up appointment. He had kennel cough at first and was so sick. I spent a lot of nights in the bathroom with him, running the shower so he could breathe. He was so scared..and smelled awful. He got better and woke up, he's nuts.
It got really bad for awhile..he figured out house -training fairly easily. He chewed and still chews everything and he jumps, over 3 feet high and climbs onto chairs and counters. The trainer I talked to knew how hyper he can be. He is what is called passive/aggressive. He is afraid of just about everything, and doesn't cower but attacks it. He takes calming tablets now, which help and has 2 wake periods, in the morning and at night about dinner time. He can go insane. He can walk/heel on a leash and sit for a few and leap on command. He also will come when called, usually. We are working on him not attacking people and playing nice. In sleepy mode, he cuddles.. usually in my lap. The rest of the time he is in leap/jump/run in crazy circle mode..super-high energy and he digs. He is a major challenge, but we love him.. but, he still stinks. He has problems with his anal glands and eats his own poo. *sigh.
Tippy was our last family dog, and survived it all. He was the happiest dog, went bike-riding with us everywhere, put up with us trying to teach him tricks or dress him up. He wasn't fixed either and would disappear and then come home. My dad was more mellow by that time. Tippy hated anyone who wasn't family. The only part that drove me crazy was that he always peed on my stuff. I found out many years later that he thought of me as his pack sister, and that I ranked below him. It was considered a sign of affection. I still feel bad for the teacher that got that report on yellow paper. I didn't have time to re-write it, I still am happy I got an A on it. Tippy had a special bark for everyone, except me..he never gave me up on any of my nighttime excursions. It made my mom furious. He was such a good dog. When my life was complete and total hell, I could hold him and knew he loved me, no matter what. I had to leave him behind when I left, he died at the age of 17 or 18 on the front porch of old age in his sleep. I wish I could have said good-bye.
There was another black puppy named Alma before Tippy. He got scared and confused. He was so afraid of my dad that eventually would start peeing anytime my dad called him. Which got him in more trouble, so he started running away a lot. He wasn't fixed and could find a dog in heat anywhere. They picked him up 40 miles away from home one time. The fines were already getting bad and then he bit a girl. She stuck her hand in between her dog and him fighting. He wasn't current on his shots, more fines and trouble. Then he got the chief-of police's dog pregnant. My dad and mom decided enough was enough, my dad took him out to the garage and killed him with a a blow to the head with a hammer. I still remember hearing the yelp. I found out recently that my brother had to clean the hammer. I am so sorry, bro. Mom, Dad..I know where the bones are..did you think we could so easily forget?
I tell people please adopt a dog from a shelter, they are overflowing and need help. They have to kill so many dogs and cats every year, because people won't get their animals fixed, and don't fulfill their commitment to their pets. We can do so much better. I hope, I pray and God forgive me for hating those who are too dumb, or evil, or lazy or whatever.
Thanks for listening, Good night and God bless all the dogs, cats and pets out there. TTYAL
Midway on our life's journey, I found myself in dark woods.
The right road lost.
To tell about those woods is hard, so tangled and rough
And savage that thinking of it now, I feel the old fear stirring.
The right road lost.
To tell about those woods is hard, so tangled and rough
And savage that thinking of it now, I feel the old fear stirring.
There is a term in psychology, "learned helplessness" where they did mean experiments to dogs where they were shocked, no matter what they did. The dogs even after the shocks were gone, couldn't function properly..they had been trained to fear. This was used as a basis for a lot of human therapy for many years. They have proved now that a certain small percentage can get past the conditioning and move on. There is no way to tell who or which one will succeed, or if they will. I have hopes.
If you beat a dog on a regular basis, it learns fear, which can turn into terror or hatred. If you beat a dog some days and praise/love it on others it learns fear and confusion. The poor dog doesn't know how to react. This applies to humans as well. It is used as a tactic in human psychology as well, think of POW's. I sigh here..this all makes me so sad. Thttp://www.facebook.com/StarOurHope this link makes me sadder.
The people who did this to this poor dog were not only morons, but torturers..beyond sick in the head. It is even sadder that there are more out there.
This is Jack, my current black puppy. He is a shelter dog, a Chihuahua/ Manchester terrier mix. He was a birthday present for my daughter. For 30 dollars we got him at 3 months old, neutered and with shots, with a follow-up appointment. He had kennel cough at first and was so sick. I spent a lot of nights in the bathroom with him, running the shower so he could breathe. He was so scared..and smelled awful. He got better and woke up, he's nuts.
It got really bad for awhile..he figured out house -training fairly easily. He chewed and still chews everything and he jumps, over 3 feet high and climbs onto chairs and counters. The trainer I talked to knew how hyper he can be. He is what is called passive/aggressive. He is afraid of just about everything, and doesn't cower but attacks it. He takes calming tablets now, which help and has 2 wake periods, in the morning and at night about dinner time. He can go insane. He can walk/heel on a leash and sit for a few and leap on command. He also will come when called, usually. We are working on him not attacking people and playing nice. In sleepy mode, he cuddles.. usually in my lap. The rest of the time he is in leap/jump/run in crazy circle mode..super-high energy and he digs. He is a major challenge, but we love him.. but, he still stinks. He has problems with his anal glands and eats his own poo. *sigh.
Tippy was our last family dog, and survived it all. He was the happiest dog, went bike-riding with us everywhere, put up with us trying to teach him tricks or dress him up. He wasn't fixed either and would disappear and then come home. My dad was more mellow by that time. Tippy hated anyone who wasn't family. The only part that drove me crazy was that he always peed on my stuff. I found out many years later that he thought of me as his pack sister, and that I ranked below him. It was considered a sign of affection. I still feel bad for the teacher that got that report on yellow paper. I didn't have time to re-write it, I still am happy I got an A on it. Tippy had a special bark for everyone, except me..he never gave me up on any of my nighttime excursions. It made my mom furious. He was such a good dog. When my life was complete and total hell, I could hold him and knew he loved me, no matter what. I had to leave him behind when I left, he died at the age of 17 or 18 on the front porch of old age in his sleep. I wish I could have said good-bye.
There was another black puppy named Alma before Tippy. He got scared and confused. He was so afraid of my dad that eventually would start peeing anytime my dad called him. Which got him in more trouble, so he started running away a lot. He wasn't fixed and could find a dog in heat anywhere. They picked him up 40 miles away from home one time. The fines were already getting bad and then he bit a girl. She stuck her hand in between her dog and him fighting. He wasn't current on his shots, more fines and trouble. Then he got the chief-of police's dog pregnant. My dad and mom decided enough was enough, my dad took him out to the garage and killed him with a a blow to the head with a hammer. I still remember hearing the yelp. I found out recently that my brother had to clean the hammer. I am so sorry, bro. Mom, Dad..I know where the bones are..did you think we could so easily forget?
I tell people please adopt a dog from a shelter, they are overflowing and need help. They have to kill so many dogs and cats every year, because people won't get their animals fixed, and don't fulfill their commitment to their pets. We can do so much better. I hope, I pray and God forgive me for hating those who are too dumb, or evil, or lazy or whatever.
Thanks for listening, Good night and God bless all the dogs, cats and pets out there. TTYAL
